A visceral response to all the freaks, fanatics, and fools out there who think their... more »

A visceral response to all the freaks, fanatics, and fools out there who think their words don't stink.
P.S.: I've included the lyrics to the kick-ass song you'll hear called, "Line Check" in the transcript section. To enrich your viewing experience, please read prior to watching.
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So many words, most are just bugs but some are birdsThey try to fly, and the power lines burn ‘em all up.I’ve heard enough – cause all your thoughtsAre clattering pans and clanging pots,Power tools , squealing tires, obnoxious, absurd and stupid words.You gave the fool a microphone to chatter teeth and rattle bonesWith the sound of well chosen words mispronounced,Amplified worldwide – intentions obscured by the perfect word.The disregarded future dead heard every word he hasn’t said.So check, check, check, check one, two, in the back am I reaching you-React if I’m coming through loud and clear.‘Cause I’m so there for you. I’m sublime, virtuous, and true.In such times I can promise you need me here.All these words are fat buzzing bugs. None are birds.They land in my hair, and get all tangled up.Please shut up! No more talk, no rattling pans and clanging pots, squealing tires, power tools, obnoxious, absurd and stupid words.Cause you gave the fool a microphone to chatter teeth and rattle bonesSo So check, check, check, check one, two, in the back am I reaching you-React if I’m coming through. Can you hear?